The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1887-04-16

ouVlOOT Cfun.
was performed the annual nls, 1., when
play. The roof was the bin. religion :
background the snow peaks kscs 81, SKY, ;, "
sat and listened. open.moutheda ' :. El,s
quaint mixture OF Old Te,tams,,.o ts
and ancient legend. u' story
Dinner followed at Fran IT,,
cousins; after which Bu,lie 'alaa
out Of the cage and went thron nsppt
performances His shill notes "a. ~
out into the street, and Melc y'ts rang
Peddlar came and taking him y, ~ y
finger. listened critically. Me ~ ~
dealt in every sort of ware, AND nis, e.
great traveller, knowing ever r" WA Ha'
ana valley in the district, and ' sas'
times even going as far as Innss some
or Munich. "'usorad
That's u fine bird of yours. p,,s.l
Franz! ! don't mind giyinr r ra'aet
forms for him! What do YOU s svs ,sa
|, roor Elsa gave a little cry Of disn,,
but was relieved to hear her n.aAS
father reply: grand
Gold won't buy him, friend n,
choir, thank you. He's NV r MeI'
maiden's pet" Aas
After dinner the three m,do
round Of the fair; they watched t ss
peasants rife-shooting at tsrps m'
dancing under the trees, and sinss.
songs to the ''xither," with s4,s
'joddling" choruses, and only 1as
regained their valley home. '~S
A few weeks later winter. ca,
with unusual violence of storm ,ni
rain. and brought dire misfm,na s
to Elsa. Her grandfather was oan
fined to bed with rheumatism, and n,
river rising suddenly in the night, and
flooding the valley, carried off ths;.
crops, and drowned the two COWS. tbs.
chief support. The damp and apyists
made the old man so i'll, that Elsa hs'
came quite anxious. Their food and
their money e exhausted, and thars
was no more milk to make cheeses fl,
sale.
Elsa was at her wits end what to d.
when a CHEEKY pipe from Bullje r..
minded her of Melchior's words, r
she sold the bird, she could procurp
medicine and food for her grandfather
But it was a bitter wrench, and the
tears rolled down her cheeks, and
wetted Bullie's glossy coat, as, takips
him from his cage, she pressed him to
her lips for a last kiss.
Then she told her grandfather she
was off to Inst to buy provisions.
There was a lull in the storm, but
the mountains were swathed in a cot.
ton-wool-like fog, as the brave little |
maiden assembled the winding path.
The moisture chilled her to the bone.
and the white world around her fright.
ened her by Its silence. But on she
went. and the fog closed stealthily
round, and gradually hid the path and
every landmark from her sight. Strug.
Cling on in terror, a rift in the midst
showed her she was utterly lost, and on
the brink Of ayawning precipice. Over.
come with fatigue and fear, Elsa sank
to the ground, hiding Bullie's cage
under her cloak, and gave herself up
for lost. The cold fog wrapped her in
its chilly embrace, and a death.Iks
torpor gradually stole over her.
1t was nearly nightfall when two
wood-cutters, sent by her anxious
grandfather to search for her, came
cropping their way through the fog,
fearing the worst for her. Suddenly,
through the awful stiffness, a familiar
sound struck on their ears, and the
shrill notes Of the Emperor's Hymn
came ringing through the gloom. It
was Bullic piping away cheerily from
beneath the warm shelter Of his poor
little mistress, whom they found lying
unconscious in a most perilous spot.
Thus had the lite bird saved Elsa's
life!
The wood-cutters carried her down
to Inst to Frau Lula, to whose care the
old grandfather. too, was presently re-
moved. And I need not say that none
dreamt again of selling the bull
finch. Edith b. CutheH, in Little Folks.